Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 48 Flinders Gnoll
In the dark night, the moon is covered by dark clouds, and the stars are hidden.

In the dilapidated small village of Talan Village, the smell of blood became more and more serious, and gradually spread to the surrounding rapidly with the cold wind.

In the depths of the dense forest, a group of nocturnal predators with dark red eyes shining, wandered all the way here along the strong smell of blood.

They shuttled back and forth between the trees under the cover of the dark jungle.

When these ferocious predators saw the scene in the village, they found a giant beast with sharp horns struggling to kill among the crowd of wolves riding a wolf.

The red light in their pupils flickered slightly, a touch of fear emerged, and they screamed, quickly disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

"This cruel defense is finally coming to an end." Andrina walked to Thorn's side and sighed as she looked at the gradually decreasing number of Warg Knights ahead.

When Thorn heard this, his delicate face was still unprecedentedly dignified.

He looked in the direction of the village entrance, and found that the five double-shield guards and the warriors holding long swords who resisted the village entrance had successfully completed their mission and were approaching here.

At the entrance of the village, there were dense piles of wolf man corpses, and the narrow passage was stained red with dark red blood. At this moment, it was like a flowing blood-red stream.

At the dense forest passage opened by the razor boar, the original steady stream of warg knights no longer continued to appear one after another.

The humanized agility in the pale green pupils of Gerst's changing Triceratops is still dominant.

His tough and rough hide is not afraid of the blows of the Warg Knight's flail and the bite of the Warg.

They are cooperating with more than a dozen rangers and wanderers holding bows and crossbows in the ruins to gradually clear up the remaining wolf knights.

However, Thorne could tell from the sound of the arrows piercing through the air that they were running out of arrows left.

And those soldiers holding spears guarding the crossbowmen looked at the slowly turning battle situation, and their tense faces gradually relaxed.

Several of the seriously injured simply sat on the ground and began to bandage their wounds.

It seems that all this is indeed developing rapidly towards the good side, and the cruel battle is really coming to an end.

but!

The more Thorn saw this situation, the more uneasy he felt. His keen intuition told him that the battle tonight was far from over!

Thorn suddenly thought of the dire tiger that the skinny girl had transformed into, because she died so strangely!
When the dire tiger disappeared deep in the dense forest.

Thorne judged from the faint growls and screams coming from inside that the dire tiger obviously relied on the last ounce of reason to forcefully rush into the group of wolf knights and slaughter the wolf knights frantically.

But the fight only lasted for a moment, and the movement of the ferocious tiger suddenly stopped!

So Thorne wondered if there were powerful professionals deep in the dense forest who could instantly kill Dire Tigers.

Since there are such powerful professionals, why keep hiding instead of directly doing it.

All the doubts made Thorn's heart even heavier!

"Don't waste spells, be vigilant, things are not as simple as imagined!"

Thorn noticed that Andrina was about to raise her staff to help clean up the remaining Warg knights, and immediately interrupted.

Andelina froze for a moment, looking at Thorne's solemn expression, she finally chose to obey his orders. The battle was coming to an end at this time, and it didn't matter whether she helped or not.

Roar!
When the last Gnoll was pierced to death by the sharp horns of the Triceratops with a roar, the battle seemed to be really over.

Thorne's eyes looking deep into the dense forest became more serious!
Suddenly, when he saw a few black shadows gradually appearing from the depths of the dense forest, his pupils suddenly shrank and his face changed drastically. He really guessed right.

Moo!
Gerst's transformed Triceratops still retained a sliver of sanity, his pale green pupils looked at the five figures that gradually appeared, and roared angrily.

"Violent and bloody death and killing are of great significance to our lives. Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest are the unchanging inheritance of our Lord!"

As the cruel and bloodthirsty voice came out from the dense forest, the figures of the five jackals gradually appeared in front of everyone.

It's Flynn the Gnoll!
After Thorne saw the five figures clearly, his eyes shrank.

Flinder gnolls are close relatives of the gnoll race. They are stronger and crueler than ordinary gnolls.

This cruelty is not limited to their enemies, even their cousins, the Gnolls.

Brutal Flinder gnolls are brilliant strategists and often serve as leaders and elite hunters in gnoll tribes.

They will use surprise, ambushes and superior numbers to strike all enemies.

When commanding the Gnoll hunting team, Flinder Gnoll would sacrifice these ordinary Gnolls for his own benefit without hesitation.

The appearance of the Flinder Gnoll is similar to that of the Gnoll, but the overall appearance is shorter and fatter. It is about 2 meters tall and weighs about 160 kilograms.

Their foreheads were not slanted like gnolls, their ears were rounder, and short dirty red fur covered their hyena-like heads.

Moo!
The Triceratops roared angrily, its huge body was about to charge!

"Another transformed druid, small tricks, these are the things we left over from playing."

When the wolf man in the middle looked at the Triceratops, there was no trace of fear. The wolf man grinned, and his eyes were full of disdain.

He gently raised a skull magic weapon in his hand, on which was carved a bleeding beast claw with brown hair and curved pointed armor.

In the dark night, a strange red aura emanated from the magic weapon of the skull, and the pattern of blood-dripping beast claws seemed to come to life at any moment. It was eerie and terrifying!
——"Three-ring magical technique: dispel magic!"

A light red light instantly enveloped the charging Triceratops.

In the midst of the roar of the Triceratops, its indomitable charge stopped instantly, the light flashed, and Gust's thin body fell to the ground.

The four people around the jackal holding the skull magic weapon saw the restored Gust, waved the weapon in his hand, smiled cruelly, and leaned over.

It was Priest Flinder the Gnoll.

It turns out that this taboo transformation ability can be easily broken by dispelling magic. Seeing Gerst who had restored his original appearance, Thorne muttered to himself.

Then he tightened the long sword in his hand, and a flame suddenly danced on the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Thorne quickly jumped out of the bunker with his long sword in hand, and rushed towards Gerst.

——"Scary momentum!"

——"Desert Wind School (Strike Skill): Flame Star!"

In the dim night, a blinding white light burst, and the four jackals who had just approached exclaimed, their eyes stinging, and they were just about to take action.

Suddenly, a murderous aura filled with bloody aura enveloped them, and the body of Flynn, who was caught off guard, trembled slightly.

At the moment when the four of them were in a daze, Thorne immediately grabbed Gerst's thin body and distanced himself from them.

Then he handed Gester to Yoder, the double-shield guard who had just arrived.

After stabilizing his figure, when Thorne met the eyes of the Wolf Priest.

The five-star paw print sacred emblem hidden in Thorne's sleeve suddenly trembled slightly, bursting out with a strong green light.

At the same time, the skull magic weapon in the hands of the wolf man priest also shone with a strange red light.

"It turned out to be a follower of Mara, the god of hunting!" Thorne slowly spit out these words, with angry hatred appearing in his eyes.

The believers of Mara appear here, so tonight's tragedy is a hunting ceremony held by them in order to attract the attention of the hunting god!

Thorn's expression sank, and he slightly raised his head to look at the sky. The thick dark clouds had long since dispersed, and a full moon was slowly rising.

A follower of Gwaeron Storm!

What a surprise!

kill him!

Taste his blood!

Let him die a painful death in endless hunting fear!

Mara, the god of hunting, will definitely watch over our hunting ceremony tonight!

When Priest Gnoll saw Thorne, endless bloodlust and madness burst out from his eyes, and then he roared excitedly.

(End of this chapter)